Lazy was the last thing that he said, but at that point in the story we had lost the thread We were all afraid he was describing us, his poison was exceptional, his rants could be contagious Charlie was a drinker who came east, different from the northerners who'd learned to hide the beast Though he'd never hit you there was always fear, when the man began his slide, no one could interfer Old man since you've gone, I've moved on but I miss you Thought you weren't kind, you could shine when you wanted to... Charlie and Annie Annie was the woman about town, dark red curls, a body that her dress was built around She could turn the head of any man she met, those who got her into bed were forever in her debt Annie when you'd leave, I'd believe that you'd gone for good You'd be a star without Charlie and motherhood... Charlie and Annie Charlie and Annie Charlie and Annie... the saddest story ever told Our life began in this household